What If?// WDW BxB: Corbyn-Shots

Mine: Dorbah- Fluff

*Incest

Dedicated to JourneyMetalPushover. This is their suggestion
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Summary: Jonah, Daniel, and Corbyn are the leaders of their kingdom's most notorious gang. Attractive, right? The princes, Jack and Zach, sure do seem to think so and they'll do anything to have them

Third Person POV
Dapples of moonlight danced on the cobblestone wall Jonah leaned against. His steel blue gaze looked ahead in boredom, a butterfly knife sliding between his expert fingers as he played with it.

" This is lame, D. What the hell are we doing?" He growled in irritation, glaring at his little brother.

" Just shut up and listen, alright? I've seen the Silver Scales sneaking around here at night." He hissed, meeting his gaze.

" Those idiots won't come with in a mile of our turf and you know that."

" For the love of God, Joan! Just shut up, okay! You don't ever like an idea if it isn't your's." Daniel snapped, his brother's fingers gripped the handle of his blade.

" That isn't true! This is just stupid!"

" Stop it you two! A group of Scales are coming." Corbyn landed beside the bickering boys with a solid thump. His arms pushed them apart. Daniel smirked at him and Jonah snarled back.

The sound of sharp, careless footsteps echoed in the empty night air. They turned, coming face to face with two Silver Scales.

" Care to explain-", they were gone before he could finish, running as fast as they could.

" Why do they always run?" Jonah chuckled, taking off after them with his brothers in tow.

Corbyn jumped onto a bench, scaling the wall beside it. Cold, calculating blue flicked from building to building. His bothers looked to him in silent question.

Without saying a word he told Jonah to keep straight and Daniel to run into the alley parallel to the one in front of them.

His shadow flickered on the moonlight. Cool, refreshing winds flowed around his speeding body, eyes sparkling.

He soared through the air, grunting quietly as he pulled himself over the railing of some random balcony, smirking down at their prey. They had reached a dead end and Daniel blocked their only escape.

" Idiots," the youngest blonde snickered, chin resting on his knuckles.

" Now, who let their lizards out of their tanks?" Jonah mocked, sliding a pair of brass knuckles out of his jacket. His thumb trailed over the cold, solid metal, tracing each grove with a dark gleam in his eyes.

" We came for pretty boy. Boss wants 'em." The taller purred, emerald gaze traveling over Daniel's body.

The thug was lifted into the air, pasty skin glowing in the pale light. Jonah glowered at him, growling deep.

" I was talking to you. Keep your eyes on me and only me."

" Don't be greedy, Jonah. You'll have to share him eventually. Boss always gets what he wants." The gang leader's grip tightened, smirking at his sharp, pained gasp.

" You don't seem so cocky now, bastard. I could kill you right here, right now." He flicked open his switch blade, gently dragging the knife across his cheek. Purring as a crimson stream began to flow.

" Give me one damn reason I shouldn't?"

" Because we're supposed to send a message, not kill them." Corbyn called from the balcony, watching the scene with amusement shimmering in his eyes.